My last canine family member was a golden retriever. Loyal, and loving, but terrified of flashlights. Probably not all that great as a guard dog

My father also had a doberman when I was a teenager. He never barked for some reason. The smaller kids in the neighborhood used to ride him around like a horse and he loved it. He would wait at the edge of the yard until the school bus dropped them off in the afternoon.

I tend to end up with big, friendly, goofy dogs. Maybe that says something about me? *shrug*

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When life gives you lemons make lemonadeWhen life gives you hemlock, do NOT make hemlockade!

My best friend Samson died during the night of natural causes. I buried him at my brother in-laws home this morning. He will be missed. RIP SAM. He was my inspiration for the Rottweiler head in my logo. Howls in sadness.